Last year of Junior School...
...and a new teacher with a sense of imagination, back in the days before everything was scripted and they had to be boring bastards. This is the bloke that - when I'd finished the curriculum reading a coupe of months early - made me read Hemingway's The Old Man & The Sea, aged probably eleven. Or, to imagine scenarios from Gullivers Travels, got everyone to sit back in their seats, close their eyes, and enjoy 'Echoes' by Pink Floyd and match up visualisations for art with the far out sounds (man). Also the man who called me an ignoramus when I was a cocky little know-it-all twat, and by god I was.

The first teacher who really made me use my imagination, and recently retired from the head position at a primary in Herne Bay, but for the record; Martin Saffery, ex of Teynham Primary - bloody good work.
( Fathter Puddytat Kill Kill dat widdle boid is mine on, Sat 19 Mar 2011, 23:35, Reply)